The Alphas’Dirty Desires : Moan for Us
Mark, the man beneath him, propped himself up on one elbow, smirking like this was entertainment.
“Come on, James,” Mark drawled, voice lazy and cruel. “Tell her the rest. She’s already here. Might as well finish it.”
James swallowed hard. His voice came out small, trembling.
“I’m sorry, Val. I never wanted to hurt you. I really did love you… in my way. But I’ve always been gay. I tried to be what you needed. I tried so hard. But every time we were together, it felt… forced. Wrong. Like I was betraying myself. With Mark… with him, I finally feel alive.”